My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 561 - 547: Submission

The next second, the Immortal Venerable who awakened from the coffin saw an extremely terrifying and bloody scene of death, which was his own scene.

A dead end.

His expression changed drastically as he swiftly continued to deduce the cosmic trends, beginning to search for every possible future, various paths, jumping across different cosmic timelines.

But no matter how he calculated, even after battling the opponent thousands and tens of thousands of times, it was still a dead end, without the slightest possibility of resistance.

Even if the chance of success was 0.0001%, he would grasp it and turn it into a 100% chance of victory.

This was how he became the new protagonist of the universe, ruling over other Celestial Venerable rules and suppressing countless eras.

However, in the current situation, no matter how he calculated, it had never happened before.

The cosmic trend, even with his immortal rules, was difficult to fully calculate, he could at most calculate up to 99.9999% of the trend’s future, the rest were variables.

But calculating to this extent already symbolized that he was absolutely destined to die.

The remaining super-small probability events were originally the variables and fault tolerance of the universe.

"Are you kidding me, I lost?"

He was completely stunned, no longer calm.

Because of the nature of his rules, he already knew the outcome of victory or defeat before he even started to calculate.

He closed his eyes, unable to accept it.

But he knew in his heart, this was the inevitable reality!

This was what he feared the most, that when he awakened, he would inevitably be at a disadvantage. The era has updated and progressed, and he was only the oldest native, but he was also prepared; even if there was a 0.0001% chance of turning the tables, he would inevitably do so,

But he feared the current situation the most, where there was not even the slightest opportunity. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The situation was too imbalanced!

This was not a fair match at all.

The opponent fought against him, this ancient being of hundreds of billions of years, even resorting to low blows, showing no martial virtue!

What did he do?

He used descendants to awaken himself, then ambushed his just-awoken self, even covering the coffin, not allowing him to see the changes in the outside universe.

The opponent’s power still thoroughly crushed him,

Even though he mastered all the power of this universe, it was only one-thirtieth of the entire universe, whereas the opponent had all the power of the ultimate universe, hundreds of times his own!

No matter how exaggerated and terrifying his talent was, there was no way to turn the tables.

What the opponent did, is this something a person could do?

If he were allowed to develop outside for a period of time, a trapped dragon would surely soar to the heavens, but the opponent wanted to kill him first, not giving him any opportunity to develop.

Sneaking into the future of the universe was already an unknown, not knowing what kind of future people he would encounter, the era being at a disadvantage, but he was unwilling! At the same time, mixed with this unwillingness, he also felt frightened.

The Venerable of Creation was the biggest manipulator in the entire universe, hidden so deeply, if he were completely killed and his own roots and weaknesses were patched up, would anyone in the universe still detect his presence?

He broke out in goosebumps all over.

The thought of that terrifying future cosmic pattern made him break out in goosebumps.

His heart felt as if it had been fiercely squeezed to death by someone, his past decay, building a tombstone for the universe, was insignificant in front of such a terrifying shadow.

He looked at the opponent’s face, that figure standing across, for the first time revealing a sliver of fear.

He thought about it, after being killed hundreds of millions of times, he began to try to communicate, "I admit defeat, can you spare my life?"

Since countless attempts at combat yielded absolutely no hope of victory, he tried to completely and genuinely abandon dignity and attempt a way outside of fighting.

"Oh?"

Fu Qingjun blinked in surprise, slightly unexpected, his battle buff had just been fully stacked, his son and successive dynasties’ emperors were also used by him to raise banners, he hadn’t even really started, planning to have a grand first battle in life, yet he admitted defeat again?

This time he felt the other was serious, and suddenly said, "I see, could it be that you saw countless futures of yourself being killed?"

After all, the opponent could possibly deduce the universe’s metamorphosis.

This immortal rule, largely expanding his talent and wisdom, making deducing a battle not difficult.

"Yes."

The Immortal Venerable said in a low voice, "I died at your hands more than thirty-seven million times, without any chance of winning, absolute crushing power, allowing me to be killed by you in less than a thousand and seven hundred moves."

"So many moves?"

Fu Qingjun was surprised,

In Fu Qingjun’s eyes, a few moves should suffice to kill him.

Not because of anything else, just the power difference, like a human crushing an ant to death.

And this ant escaped more than a thousand times in human hands, a miracle among miracles in itself.

It should be the result of his continuous deductions.

"Interesting, you want to surrender?"

Fu Qingjun didn’t expect such a turn of events, but thinking about it, with the opponent’s rules being so defying, it was indeed possible to do so, he suddenly laughed, "Then, hand over all your battle memories to me first, let me confirm if you’re telling the truth."

He was a bit hesitant, this was akin to seeking his own death, the opponent would use these rich battle memories to completely make him devoid of any chance.

"You have no choice."

Fu Qingjun coldly said, "You awakened from the ancient tomb, your descendants are all my people, used to ambush you, stationed at the gate of your tomb, you have no chance to rise, let me see your sincerity."

He struggled a bit, then took out a ball of soul light.

There was no possibility of doing anything to it, Fu Qingjun looked at the memory, somewhat surprised.

This was a huge treasury of battle.

"Even my techniques in there, but truly, they are usable by me...." He first put it away, looking at this epoch’s strongest hero bending down.

Such a person must be proud, and this was just enduring humiliation to seek revenge.

Just wanting to seek a chance to survive and turn the tables,

For them, dignity and trust were trivial, just like Celestial Venerable Wen Ce was an example.

Submit with never yielding?

For such a decayed existence, it had long been a joke, haven’t you seen the Immortal and Yuan Shou two brothers, purely profit-driven.

Even if his talents were still there, due to the rules, at heart, he was also old, his blood boiled no more.

"I won’t kill you, relinquish your rules to me." Fu Qingjun suddenly said, "You have no choice because resisting is a dead end, I’m just spending a bit more effort."

Fu Qingjun pointed at the memory light he handed over, "With these, killing you is effortless."

The other hesitated for a moment, gritting his teeth, making the most humiliating decision.